I said nothing and did nothing. Confident that I did not react negatively, and I did not move, she progressed to the next step of her plan. Turning an... facing me now, she was a few inches shorter than me, she looked straight into my eyes, and asked in a sexy, almost begging voice, that she understood the red tape, but was there a way in which I could make an exception, so that we could come to an agreement sooner not later, maybe if the conditions were right, as sooner as today. Up until now, I. I want to hear the rest of the tale of the Devil and his Ballerina…" "Perhaps, another time." "But…!" She began, biting off her words at his sharp look. "What did I tell you about your behavior, young lady?" He asked, his matching blue eyes boring into hers. "I’m sorry." The line was delivered meekly, with not a trace of sarcasm, luckily for her. Had she not been sincere he’d have seen to it that she regretted her outburst. "That’s better, Jenny. Now, come sit before me if you’d like, and I’ll. ”Both women actually blushed and it was quite evident sitting before him naked. Jean said, “Sir, you know we’re for you.”He smiled, “I know and I appreciate that. I don’t know how often their will be such an opportunity for influence but … well, thank you.”Jean smiled and held his eyes for a moment, then, “No, sir, I mean we’re here for you now.”This time, he blushed though it wasn’t as obvious on his very dark skin. “Ohhhhh …”Both women rose and bent over the desk, their feet separated wide.. .. locked!” She cried out in surprise. “What made you think that a lock could keep me out?” I growled out, realizing that she really had locked it on purpose. “Why would you want to keep me out? What you have is rightfully mine now... And what I have is yours.” I added on the last part as an afterthought. My manhood had been pricked knowing that she was trying to keep herself from me but the calm part of me knew she was just scared of what was coming. I slid one hand up her stomach to her.